IT'S FINALLY FINISHED! I tried to post it yesterday but it wouldn't work. And it STILL wouldn't today and I think it's because of the length so I'm going to split it into three or more parts (to be discovered) but the second part will be posted right after so you don't have to wait (and it's parted right in the middle of the chapter...) Sorry for the long wait and for any mistakes that may be present! I proof read it but you never know.

Thank you to everyone who favorited, reviewed, etc!

(Note: Updates will probably be slow for the foreseeable future. Just warnin' ya'll. Here's another long aft chapter though.)

I thought of something the other day. Have I really described what Katlyn looks like and such? If ya'll want me to post a chapter doing so please tell me!

Hope ya'll enjoy!

Chapter 9

After a busy day in which I have to deal with a table full of people I used to go to school with,- it had to be the preps of course- knocking down some ego's, working on several cars and a bunch of other stuff, I arrive home.

I'd given Sideswipe and my- since Sunstreaker didn't really add his input- conversation in the bathroom some thought and decided what I was going to try to do and who I'm taking with me to the store.

"I'm back!" I call as I allow the door to slam shut behind me.

"K!"

"Welcome back!"

"Where the slag have you been?!"

"Took ya long enough."

And many other replies answer me.

"Well, don't I feel the love." I respond sarcastically as 'Warp zooms over to my shoulder.

"Hiya there."

"Squishy!"

"Break anything?"

Pout. "No!"

"Offline anybot?"

"No!"

"Watch Family Guy?"

"N-yes!"

"Good." I nod as I step into the living room. I snatch the remote from the coffee table to pause the show everybots optics are practically glued to. Several "hey's!" protest the action.

"Alright, we need to work something out with recharge arrangements, a medbay, lab," Wheeljack perks up at the mention with his helmfins flashing merrily. "And other slag. I've picked a few bots who can come with me. If they want." I shrug.

Immediately, several fumble to the top of the couch, demanding me to take them.

"Already picked. Sorry."

They slump and plop down.

"You'll all get to go outside at some point." I chuckle at the scene. "But right now I can only bring so many. So, Jazz, Sideswipe, Sunstreaker, 'Warp, Elita 1, Chromia, Ratchet and Wheeljack. Anybot not wanna go?"

They shake their helms.

"Okay, let's go." I grab a random hoodie from by the TV, shove it on, then slip Sideswipe, Sunstreaker, Jazz and Ratchet in my pockets. 'Warp stays perched on my shoulder, while Elita and Chromia take up positions on my other one. I just clutch Wheeljack close.

I un pause the TV, before heading to the door. I'm twisting the handle when I recall something. "You all are hitting the washracks later by the way. Alright, bye!" I don't wait for their reactions and just head out the door.

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"This is your vehicle?" Is the first thing anybot- Skywarp- says when I unlock my truck.

"Yep." I pull the passenger side door open and allow everyone down to settle on the seat.

"Cool!" He practically bounces in excitement.

"Hey, cool your thrusters!" Chromia snaps from her place beside him.

"Calm down." I buckle the seatbelt around them securely. "I'm not taking you anywhere if you don't behave, 'Warp."

"Alright, alright." He holds his servo's up in surrender but they soon cross over his chest plates as he pouts.

I shut the door back with a roll of my eyes and step around to the drivers side to unlock the door and hop in, sticking the keys in the ignition when the doors shut back.

"I'd say Walmart and possibly Lowe's are our best bet." I inform, staring over at them. "Let's hit up Wallyworld first though."

They nod. Wheeljack, Skywarp, Sideswipe and Jazz are noticeably the most excited.

I return it and turn the key to start up Rage's engine.

He rumbles online appreciatively and I earn a few ''woah's!"

I just smirk slightly as I pull out of the parking lot.

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Everyone's settled back into their original places as I grab a buggy. Skywarp, Elita and Chromia are carefully concealed under my hood as I push off into the horror that is the grocery store, Wheeljack having to join Skywarp.

"Alright," I mutter. "Let's get stuff for the washracks first."

I maneuver through to the other side of the store where the hygiene part is.

I come to a stop at the toothbrushes and begin to pick out enough for the bots.

"Wanna pick your alls out?" I offer after getting everybot else's.

"Yeah!" Sideswipe and Skywarp chirp in near sync as they peek out of hiding.

I don't comment as the others follow their example, having been keeping an eye out for anybody out of long born habit.

They each pick their own out and I place the black and purple, red and black, yellow- since they don't have gold- and black, white and black, pink, blue, red and white, and white, red and green toothbrushes in the basket.

"Isn' tha' no' fair?" Jazz pops out of where he'd re-hid.

"How so?"

"Us pickin', ev'rybot else no'."

"Not really." I push off towards the crafts, Jazz ducking his helm down. "I got the others ones that match their paintjobs like you all did."

"Ah." I feel him nod dimly, before he grows silent.

The fabric section enters my sight and I stop to analyze each kind.

"Can I help you, deary?" An old lady with gray hair up in a bun and a kind smile steps up to me.

"Uh, do you all have like three more rolls of this stuff?" I wave the cloth I'd been feeling.

Her smile only grows. "Of course, dear. Follow me."

I place the roll into the buggy and hurry after her to a little desk.

"Here you are." She hands them off.

"Thanks." I nod and set them next to the other one.

"No problem honey. Have a good day."

"Yeah, you too." I respond awkwardly and hurry off to the paint.

The isle is empty- like most of the store thankfully- so I choose to speak up a little above a whisper.

"Can you all help me get everybots paint?"

"Sure!"

"Yeah."

"Mm."

"Of course."

"Course girl."

"Thanks." We all grab the assorted colors that seems to match everyone's paint. That's my hope anyways.

"Will this work?" Chromia asks skeptically

"It should. It's not as durable as the paint you all are used to but it's still pretty sturdy."

She nods and slips back into place with the others.

I return it- even though I know she can't see- and- after grabbing several packs of brushes- push off towards the car stuff.

"What kinda polish?" I question as I stop in front of the several different bottles.

"Just grab that one." Ratchet waves a servo out carelessly, pointing at a red and black one.

"Okie." I grab it but pause at a certain growly voice.

"Don't."

I glance down at Sunstreaker- as best I can anyways- with a raised eyebrow. "Which one then, your highness?"

That earns a few quiet snickers but the golden warrior ignores them to study the different waxes.

"That one." He points with a grunt.

I grab it obligingly. "Of course you choose the most expensive one."

"Don't listen to that slagger." Ratchet snarls. "He'll just put you in debt."

"It's fine." I set it next to some of the scattered toothbrushes. "I was kidding."

"Hmph."

I roll my eyes but push off to the books and movies.

Five minutes later and I have four books that I think some of the bots will like. It was kind of hard but not as bad as I thought it would be.

"Alright, I just need some stuffed animals.." I mutter and trace backwards to the toys. The best place in this joint to be honest.

"Why?" Skywarp speaks up.

"For the Dinobots." I hold back a shrug. "I figure it'd be easier to get them something to chew on and drag everywhere rather than destroy the place. More than they will anyways."

"Oh."

"Mhm."

"Wanna help me pick 'em?"

"Sure!"

When I finally find them,- apparently they don't really want you to- no one's around so I'm able to let the bots down.

"Ya'll wanna help?"

They nod.

A couple minutes later and we have a light brown puppy with white spots, a black bear, giraffe, black and brown monkey, white rabbit, white and black spotted kitten and a dark brown horse.

"Thanks guys." I settle all the animals in the buggy, before glancing at them with the slightest of smiles. It only grows at what I find.

They'd apparently found an open Match Box car on the shelf and were currently rolling it to one another. Well, except Sunstreaker and Ratchet of course.

"Ya'll want one?"

They freeze like kids caught in the cookie jar and glance up at me sheepishly, Skywarp trying to 'subtly' roll it behind him.

"Can each pick one out." I shrug. "They're less than a dollar."

"You don't have to..."

"It's fine. Common. The isle's a couple over."

I offer them each my hands for them to scamper back to their spots, glance around, then head to the isle two rows away.

"Take your pick." I stop at the numerous cars lining the area.

They peek out at my words and awe lights up their features.